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Yelawolf – Throw It Up Lyrics

admin — Sat, 12 Nov 2011 06:29:40 +0000

Yelawolf – Throw It Up Lyrics

[gangsta boo - hook]
i see you bitches talking loud but you aint saying shit
get the f-ck from round here, you don’t rep my shit
you aint from my city, you don’t know about this
you don’t want that drama you aint ready for it bitch
now throw it up, (yeah hoe) throw it up (yeah hoe)
throw it up (yeah hoe) throw it up
you aint ready for it bitch, throw it up
(yeah hoe) throw it up
you aint ready for it bitch

[yelawolf]
i already got 2 cars on the yard that don’t run
so why would i wanna break shit down for you
better be confused with the punchlines and bars that i launch
here the king of archery come, with a cracker dick
the f-ck you and that p-ssy carpet you munch
if i’m not hardly the one, you must be barely the one
baby really, you kidding, bitch i’m the prodigal son
and i’m stuntin like my daddy
drinking like my momma
country like my uncles, stuttering like a cd in a ? bump bump bump
and i’m in a blue chevy, running over muthafuckas in first
i aint even shift gears yet, i aint even here yet
i’m outta this earth, right (yeah hoe)
but i just hit the surface
and i’m bout to walk into a bank with a shank and black can of paint and check the clerk
where the keys?
bitch you better check your purse
i got a brick of herb and i hit this herb? and i’m feeling i might just hit the curb
so get the fuck outta my way, buddy you don’t wanna run around the chicken house with the heart of a puppy dog yelawolf and eminem, shiiit!
suckering suckatash, yeah suck a dick bitch

[hook]

[gangsta boo - verse 2]
bitch please you don’t wanna step up to this misses
g-a-n-g-s-t-a boo, make a nigga hear his?
i’m up in the building, preaching to my children
i don’t be taking no shit from you haters
you make me hurt one of your feelings
hahahahaha, na-nani-nah-nah
pick ya face up off the floor, i got you feeling sad now
you be on that ? is bullshit
run into this gangsta have ya preacher at the pulpit
bitch, i was born on the mississippi river
take no shit from a bitch or a nigga
so so crazy got a f-cked up temper
bi-polar, not nicki i’m worser
i’ll hurt ya
i got a crazy ass mind game
my nigga, i’m a lion untamed
hunt ya ass down in my jungle
i do this, i tell them hoes
you aint ready for it bitch

[hook]

[eminem - verse 3]
me an’ yelawolf tear the roof off this muthaf-cka
you aint got the umph, you’re a hoof, to the foot of an elephant
hello tuts you look so eloquent, it’s what i tell a cunt
come sit up front cause you kicking my seat and i’m tryna tell the cashier what i want
they say i act like an asshole
when i pull up at the white castle
and i ask for an appli-cation, throw it back in her face an’
tell the bitch i’m a rapper, then i wack her in the head with a whopper
that i bought from bk, you expect me to be proper?
bitch you better pop in a cd of me immediately, slut, ho
skidda di da da. prada? nada chance
i was thinkin’ about buying you some clothes
but target was closed so i decided to mosey on over to k-mart
but the doors was, was locked, what about some shoes i thought
great i suppose, so i go to payless but what’dya know
they don’t carry a size 8 in hoes! oh!
this is ugly boy swag, puttin’ toe tags on you mutherf-ckin’ hoe bags
what a trailer trash pioneer?
i am here, that’s why i’m here
i don’t got a rhyme book it’s more like a mutherf-ckin’ diary of diarrhea!
me, yelawolf and gangsta boo came here to show you a thing or two about sign language
middle fingers aimed at you so we don’t gotta scream at you!
oww! i just bit my bottom lip, it was an accident
i went to go tell ‘em all to go get bucked
but i’m not gonna bite my tongue, little bitch throw it up

[hook]

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Young Jeezy – The Real Is Back Lyrics

admin — Tue, 31 May 2011 21:59:54 +0000

Young Jeezy – The Real Is Back Lyrics

same dramas on my momma
i serve them like million hundreds
set the number down .. like they provide us
swear i had the whole group fight like .. mac donald’s
.. but i lost 28 at least .. many niggers .. we don’t wanna hear your imagination
just state facts nigger if you did it you did it just don’t lie
nigger if you wasn’t you wasn’t just don’t lie
.. fuck youtube what you know about … threat them just like ..
can’t even come outside they gotta stay in
can’t put me off in the game i gotta play in
try to get that play though but love don’t play though
gotta a case of calling your phone what is the connection
.. reception .. have a nigger lie in your face how you respect him
in the kitchen .. like my baby momma .. is baby drama
.. nigger play more side .. make moves like tarantino
last time i was telling you shit bigger than nino
bigger than nino .. money spit it out like .. like .. need money
.. you know is d money .. and my auntie is selling that shit like it was avon
you all know what is real what is fake .. vanilla shake
call it when you are ripping .. vanilla smoothie
call it shit with your back .. low cast these niggers ..
i don’t give a fuck it has been 10 years i can come back 10 years and find ..
all i need .. who got pasta sweets like … drive 500 is cool .. turn up your beeper
excuse-me miss..jay-z you think i am missing money you are crazy
and all these niggers .. prays me .. i only know one way … so i track god
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Young Jeezy – Hustle Hard Remix Lyrics

admin — Fri, 04 Feb 2011 22:12:03 +0000

Young Jeezy – Hustle Hard Remix Lyrics

Young jumped on that G-Mix
100 like 3 bricks
O’s droppin’ like bird shit
Young back on that bird shit
Shoes behind me in that Benzo
Young pull up in that Enzo
Red ‘Rari got two golds
cost a million, want two more
2 seaters got three hoes
Foreign bitch she got 3 golds
Speakin’ of shots, lets take one
20 bands in that take one
Young n-gga you crazy
F-ck ya doin’ lil Haiti
Hundred deep maybe 8o’s
All these muthaf-ckers crazy
Dunkin’ blocks what raised me
Pride n-ggas can’t fade me
Whole hood on that blue shit
While I was riding round in that new shit
Hundred grand in my pocket
50 bands in my motor
Dark side of my chauffeur
Sirred off with my toaster
All you see is my tattoos
All you see is my big chains
Right in front of my Versace belt
All you see is that big thang
87 be the logo
Been gettin’ ask Polo
Lotta money that hurt shit
Two n a baby, that bird shit
Momma calls, she want a new place
Homeboy just caught a new case
Need rooms just bought a new safe
Audemar just got a new face
Blowin’ that Obama
Ridin’ round with that Llama
Solid gold’s my Uzi
Free my n-gga Lil Boosie ’cause it’s

Same old shit, just a different day
Out here tryna get it, each and every way
Homies need some blocks
Coupes need some shoes
Used to get it soft, this what I’mma do
Hustle, hustle, hustle hard
Hustle, hustle, hustle hard
Hustle, hustle, hustle hard
Hustle, hustle, hustle hard
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Yasmin – On My Own Lyrics

admin — Tue, 16 Nov 2010 19:33:35 +0000

Yasmin – On My Own Lyrics

The moments that I think that maybe
Could this be a big mistake?
Have I made the wrong decision?
Is this the right rode to take?
I could have had a night of fight,
Open your…like my parents wanted,
But now I’m feeling so alive,
I found the sun shine I’m no longer wanting.

Chorus:
And I feel the fire burning deeper in my soul,
Struggling for protection,
When I reach you, let me know!
And I feel I need some guidance,
And my heart will let it show,
And…
I’m gonna make it on my own!

Working late to earn my keeping,
Cause no one is gonna pay my way,
The night is cold I should be sleeping,
But I’m waiting for my morning train.
And I do this till I reach my ground,
Because no one is gonna do it for me,
And the night is young, but time is on,
And I’m gonna do this till I reach my glory.

Chorus:
And I feel the fire burning deeper in my soul,
Struggling for protection,
When I reach you, let me know!
And I feel I need some guidance,
And my heart will let it show,
And…
I’m gonna make it on my own!

Cause I’m losing friends and gaining foes,
What tomorrow’s bringing, no one is sure,
And if our failure leads…
I did it on,
I did it on my own!
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Young Jeezy – Sleep When I Die Lyrics

admin — Fri, 15 Oct 2010 18:44:50 +0000

Young Jeezy – Sleep When I Die Lyrics

[Young Jeezy - Verse 1]
Lets get on this Rose
72 hours straight
do it like Alpo did it in 88
step up in this b-tch in an MCM suit
38 snub in my MCM boots
Young what you smoking on
I call it 6 c-notes
got it on the westside, cost me 6 c-notes
n-gga sold it to me so hot call him heatstroke
poured all the powder on the table make a ski slope
you looking at me young rich porter and some raybans
b-tch I’m finna blow the money trial, this my rain dance
I’ma have my name ringing so loud it wake the feds up
tell the DA we on our way, make the beds up
I ain’t trippin on sh-t man I sleep when I get down
young your going out tomorrow night, I’m like sh-t yeah
every night the club be open b-tch we in there
tell em all the bottles on me, I broke brick for it

[Chorus]
I’ma sleep when I die
sleep, sleep when I die
sleep when I die
sleep, sleep when I die

I got vodka in my left, champagne in my right
I do it real big, this could be my last night

I’ma sleep when I die
sleep, sleep when I die
sleep when I die
sleep, sleep when I die

I’m gon tell y’all something right now I’m too high
my name is snowman b-tch I’ma sleep when I die

[Young Jeezy - Verse 2]
We count money all day, why you think my hands hurt
know I can’t serve a n-gga that, that my man’s work
you aint a four wall on hold thats a kitkat
another n-gga want a heinekin that’s a six pack
cocaine cowboys business now horses
and every now you might catch us in some Porsche’s
and sellin that soft sh-t as white as air forces
and got that rap button n-gga aint she gorgeous
fall up in the spot, poppin bottles like (?)
PJ (?) b-tch don’t bring me no Cristal
whoel clique Champagne like we won the World Cup
pull up in that champagne thing, f-ck the World up
what type of hood n-gga wearing yellow gold rolex
the weight man b-tch the whole hood call me Bo flex
either the yellow hand Lamb or the starburst ‘rari
I’m doing too much for you n-ggas I’m sorry

[Chorus]
I’ma sleep when I die
sleep, sleep when I die
sleep when I die
sleep, sleep when I die

I got vodka in my left, champagne in my right
I do it real big, this could be my last night

I’ma sleep when I die
sleep, sleep when I die
sleep when I die
sleep, sleep when I die

I’m gon tell y’all something right now I’m too high
my name is snowman b-tch I’ma sleep when I die

[Bridge]
Just roll the ball til them folks come get ya
but you gotta spend it all cuz you can’t take it with ya
just roll the ball til them folks come get ya
yeah I see them boys watching, tell them n-ggas take a picture
just roll the ball til them folks come get ya
but you gotta do it big
so when you gone the streets miss ya
just roll the ball til them folks come get ya
I aint never gon sleep cuz I’m trying to get richer

[Chorus]
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Fabolous ft. Young Jeezy , Lil Wayne – Diamonds Remix Lyrics

admin — Sun, 08 Aug 2010 17:17:51 +0000

Fabolous ft. Young Jeezy , Lil Wayne – Diamonds Remix Lyrics

[Intro]
Diamonds On My Damn Chain! It Aint Hard To Tell!

[Chorus]
Diamonds In My Damn Chain!
Diamonds In My Damn Chain!
I’m like ooh daddy, I see you do the damn thang’
Got my vote, I’m feelin’ ya campaign
I like you but, I really like your damn chain!
Diamonds In My Damn Chain!
Diamonds In My Damn Chain!
It kinda explains the way she be actin’
She liked my necklace so she started relaxin’
Now that’s what the fuck I call a chain reaction!

[Verse 1 - Fabolous]
Yo, You think they like me now, wait until the light hit me
I bet the house somebody girl spend the night with me
They gota love it, if not, then I guess they haters
This kinda necklace’ll turn on the investigators
They ain’t got one problem with this
Square face watch look like Sponge Bob on the wrist
One white, one gold, one nice, untold
You can look but don’t touch, Guns might unload, now-I respect them thugs who get the jackin’ on
But we squeeze set every slug that we be packin’s long
Ya boy got the drug money we be stackin on
Lotta carrots, not the one’s Bugs Bunny snackin’ on
Got em, get em close and, lookin’ like I scooped up-the Titanic chain, from the bottom of the ocean
I play them diamonds well when I got dat jewelery on
they should call me Karat Jeter, maybe Canary Bonds

[Chorus]
Diamonds In My Damn Chain!
Diamonds In My Damn Chain!
I’m like ooh daddy, I see you do the damn thang’
Got my vote, I’m feelin’ ya campaign
I like you but, I really like your damn chain!
Diamonds In My Damn Chain!
Diamonds In My Damn Chain!
It kinda explains the way she be actin’
She liked my necklace so she started relaxin’
Now that’s what the fuck I call a chain reaction!

[Verse 2 - Young Jeezy]
Damn, what happened? he blindin’ err’body
Hey it must be Jeezy out shinin’ err’ body (yup)
ready for the show, you can call me the light man
(diamonds on my damn chain)
you can call me the bright man
see I dont do ?brightless?, I do ?AP’s?
yea I spend G’s on all these VV’s
blowin’ on chief, yea I got it from Harlem
12 carrot pinky ring, shit I got it from ?Robert?
step it up a notch, iced out ski mask
places in the projects to hide my weed stash
dominican chick, shit I got her from Fab
yellow stones in my chain so I call it the cab

[Chorus]
Diamonds In My Damn Chain!
Diamonds In My Damn Chain!
I’m like ooh daddy, I see you do the damn thang’
Got my vote, I’m feelin’ ya campaign
I like you but, I really like your damn chain!
Diamonds In My Damn Chain!
Diamonds In My Damn Chain!
It kinda explains the way she be actin’
She liked my necklace so she started relaxin’
Now that’s what the fuck I call a chain reaction!

[Verse 3 - Fabolous]
Yo, maybe it’s them VV’s, cuz’ they sets Susters’
Sit on the next bus like that show on MTV
The wings on the chain, make a n**** fly like the wings on a plane
When you sittin in between em’
they hittin’ when you clean em’, Glitenin’ when you seen em’
Beemin’ through the tints when I’m sittin in the “Phenom”‘
Oops! I mean Phantom, my words got tangled man
But this Tiger strike watch, make ya bitch a Bangles’ fan
We all know Jacob, check the shit he did
We spent more time, “Making The Band” than Diddy did
You feel my campaign, then drop your old spouse
I’m out in DC, at the “White and Gold House” (White and Gold House)…
Wanna convince me love?, Secret Service me with some of that Lewinsky love
She saw the chain, gave me brain, no strain ever since
Now that’s what the fuck I call a good “Chain of Events”! N****!

[Chorus]
Diamonds In My Damn Chain!
Diamonds In My Damn Chain!
I’m like ooh daddy, I see you do the damn thang’
Got my vote, I’m feelin’ ya campaign
I like you but, I really like your damn chain!
Diamonds In My Damn Chain!
Diamonds In My Damn Chain!
It kinda explains the way she be actin’
She liked my necklace so she started relaxin’
Now that’s what the fuck I call a chain reaction!

[Outro]
Diamonds On My Damn Chain! It Aint Hard To Tell!
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Young Jeezy ft. Plies – Lose My Mind Lyrics

admin — Mon, 17 May 2010 01:26:06 +0000

Young Jeezy ft. Plies – Lose My Mind Lyrics

(Jeezy speaking)
lets get it shawty
oh this dat shit right here
wassup wassup
(103)oh!
(nigga 103)oh!
dey gon get crunk when dis shit drop in the club nigga
lets go!!

(chorus)
why yall trippin, im just fine
12:45, bout dat time
couldnt get it all week, time to unwind
drink like a tank,,lose my mind

this shit crazy, way to bad
rozay baby, waste 2 stackz
hottest thing in the lot, that there mine
cant spell sober,lost my mind

(verse 1)
im hearin voices in my head think im schizophrenic
i swear they sayin lets get it from another planet
36 a thousand times im doin summer salts
do it right and you can leave ya whole summer off
im out my mind,yea a nigga seein double yall
now tell me wat’s the chance of jizzle fuckin both of yall
she said as long as we can do it wit ya ice on
if that’s the case we might as well leave the lights on
im out my mind,just blew a thousand swisher sweets
in my black and orange charger,call it trick or treat
it aint nothin to a boss, my goons got goons
how stupid dumb big,my rooms got rooms

(chorus)
why yall trippin,im just fine
12:45,bout that time
couldn’t get it all week,time to unwind
drink like a tank,lose my mind

this shit crazy,way to bad
rozay baby(ha),waste 2 stackz
(aye young dis me bruh bruh)hardest thing in the lot,that there mine
(hood affiliated baby)
cant spell sober,lost my mind

(verse 2)(plies)
guess wat my momma told me,she hate my patnas
guess why she hate em though,
cuz all of em robbin’
fuck da police,cuz all of em problems
white girls fun,cuz all of em swallow
why i aint fuck ha at the house,cuz the bitch hollered
and where the pill man at,he need a blue dolphin
ol broke azz nigga,stop cock blockin
security,i need help cuz the bitch stalkin
a half fuckin mill,thats what the whip cost me
one-hundred dollaz,thats what the pussy cost me
and when the nigga start hatin,thats when the nigga lost me
fantastico,thats what the hoez,thats what the hoes call me

(chorus)
why yall trippin,im just fine
12:45,bout dat time
couldn’t get it it all week,time to unwind
drink like a tank,lose my mind

this shit crazy,way to bad
rozay baby,waste 2 stacks
hardest thing in the lot,that there mine
cant spell sober,lost my mind

(verse 3)
drop the top,no broad,got ha titties out
mention my name and bring da whole city out
doing what i do best,d-boy stuntin
new car,old money,d-boy stuntin
step in cleaner then a new glock-40
nick name in the A,strapped up shawty
you know my nerves bad,trigger like a toothpick
line wrapped around the corner,boy too big
G-Code, black shades and my black chainz
but if you wouldnt understand,its a black thing
you know we drink that rozay til we black out
wake up,drink some more,pass back out

(chorus)
why yall trippin,im just fine
12:45,bout that time
aint done it all week,time to unwind
drink like a tank,lose my mind

dis shit crazy,way to bad
rozay baby,waste 2 stackz
hardest thing in the lot,that there mine
cant spell sober,lost my mind
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T-Pain ft. Young Money – We The Mob Lyrics

admin — Mon, 26 Apr 2010 02:33:19 +0000

T-Pain ft. Young Money – We The Mob Lyrics

[Verse 1 - Young Cash]
See, me dawg?
I’m trying to be on MTV, dawg.
But I ain’t paid rent and haven’t ate in weeks, dawg!
Sweet Tea Mob, we the hardest down south,
But it’s hard to write lyrics when a nigga’s lights out.
I’m Big Virgil, that’s Light Skin, that’s Big Uzi.
We become rap stars, and star in all the movies.
I’ll have a mansion in the Hamptons by P-Diddy,
Got 500 million copies laughing at that nigga Fifty. (Ha ha!)
I’ll be so rich, all my cars will be new ones, (will be new ones)
If I feel like it, might buy a couple humans. (couple humans)
Call Doela Man, tell him bring some weed around, (weed)
no more 5 dollar sacks, I buy ‘em by the pound.
Graduate from Dickies and Chuck Taylor’s, dawg, (Taylor’s, dawg)
Now I wear Gucci suits and Alligators, dawg. (gators, dawg)
I might buy a house on Mars, now I know y’all jealous,
cause my homeboys like “How’s Earth, fellas?”

[Chorus - T-Pain]
(We the mob)
We the thrillies, the truest and the realist
I’m the (?) got the (?) make this (?) motherfucker (We the mob)
We hustle, we grind and we solemnly swear
That never give a hoe a dime dime (We the mob)
Understand I’m the man where I’m from
I’mma rep my city ’til I’m done motherfucker (We the mob)
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Young Artists For Haiti – Wavin’ Flag Lyrics

admin — Mon, 15 Mar 2010 04:19:48 +0000

Young Artists For Haiti – Wavin’ Flag Lyrics

[All]
When I get older
I will be stronger
They’ll call me freedom
Just like a wavin flag

[K'naan]
Born from a throne
Older than Rome
But violent prone
Poor people zone

[Nelly Furtado]
But it’s my home
All I have known

[Sam Roberts]
Where I got grown
but now its gone

[Avril Lavigne]
Out of the darkness
in came the carnage
threatening my very survival

[Pierre Bouvier of Simple]
Fractured my streets
and broke all my dreams

[Tyler Connolly of Theory of a Deadman]
Feels like defeat to wretched retreat

[All]
So we strugglin’

[Kardinal Offishall]
Fighting to eat

[All]
And we wonderin’

[Kardinal Offishall]
If we’ll be free

[Jully Black]
We cannot wait for some faithful day
it’s too far away so right I’ll say

[All - Chorus]
When I get older
I will be stronger
They’ll call me freedom
Just like a waving flag
(And then it goes back x3)

Ahhho ahhho ahhho

[Lights]
So many wars, settling scores
[Deryck Whibley of Sum 41]
All that we’ve been through
and now there is more
[Serena Ryder]
I hear them say love is the way
[Jacob Hoggard of Hedley]
Love is the answer that’s what they say
[Emily Haines]
But were not just dreamers
of broken down grievers
[Hawsley Workman]
Our hand will reach us
and (?)
[Drake]
This can’t control us
no it can’t hold us down
[Chin Injeti]
We gon pick it up even though we still struggling
[Pierre Lapointe]
Au nom de la survie (In the name of survival)
[all]
and we wondering
[Pierre Lapointe]
Battant pour nos vie (Fighting for our lives)

[All]
We patiently wait
for some other day
[Fefe Dobson and Esthero]
thats too far away so right now we say

[All - Chorus]

[Drake - Rapping]
Uhh – well alright
How come when the media stops covering
and there’s a little help from the government
we forget about the people still struggling
and assume that its really all love again, nahh
see we don’t have to wait for things to break apart
if you weren’t involved before it’s never too late to start
you probably think that it’s too far to even have to care
well take a look at where you live what if it happened there?
you have to know the urge to make a change lies within
and we can be the reason that we see the flag rise again

[Nikki Yanofsky & Drake]
When I get older
I will be stronger
They’ll call me freedom
Just like a wavin’ flag

[15]
and then it goes back
[Justin Nozuka]
and then it goes back
[Nikki Yanofsky]
Then it goes back

[Chorus - All]

[Justin Bieber]
When I get older
When I get older
I will be stronger
just like a waving flag.
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Young Chris ft J. Cole – Still the Hottest Lyrics

admin — Sat, 13 Mar 2010 16:58:36 +0000

Young Chris ft J. Cole – Still the Hottest Lyrics

[J. Cole]
Uhh, what if somebody from the ville that was ill
got a deal on the hottest rap label around
but he wasn’t talkin bout coke and birds, it was more like spoken wordcan’t you see I’m putting it down,
Look this is the Roc b-tch,
the new Roc b-tch
they had it locked well I just copped a new lock b-tch
look how I hit em up I’m on some Tupac sh-t
we take it to a higher level two octaves
cole, n-gga I’m vicious with the flow
don’t take no cristal ball to predict that I would blow so quick
get on your current events
oh you aint heard of that quit
no endurance, no insurance
you should be so embarrassed
n-gga you could have signed me
now you little artist is garbage running behind me so
you wanna drop a man, your litter too much
now get back to rap you n-ggas twitter too much
but I keep it hood I could finna Ku Klux
I aint bitter with you pitiful f-ck n-ggas
couldn’t tie my tennis shoes
couldn’t reach this high if you hit a few blunts
sound like who, ahh b-tches you nuts please
i run circles round these rap urkels
and if he act Hercules then he could smack purple
relax this is the Roc and guess who stuntin for us
and yeah I run my own show n-gga Martin Lawrence

[Young Chris]
Young Boy outta Philly who was ill got a deal
on the hottest rap label around
and way before he put together words
them n-ggas was selling birds
guess who puttin it down
this is the Roc trick that old Roc sh-t
I go tit locked I supply the whole block b-tch
gimme the loot listen to that old BIG sh-t
and we dont care about no vest’s get your wig hit
see that boy vicious on the mic
flow tighter than a girdle on b-tches on a flight
tight, pray for a bright day visions of a night
good weed, little liquor pretty b-tches get me right
baby I’m a baller I was born on the March madness
whats the clarity its a little bit flaw in your carrots
silly rabbits little bastards n-gga all of y’all average
I be the youngest Jackson with the glove I’m the baddest
get the baddest whore’s dime a dozen on tour
box em out in the paint, d-cousins on boards
hip hop deserve more for the strength of what we saw
give an encore for Biggie smalls shakur
Big L and Pun, rest in peace to Pimp
the way they paved the way I could never be content
give it up to underdog (?) and the (?)
and this ones dedicated to the ones appreciated
Good look…
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Yung Joc Ft. Lil Wayne – Drip Lyrics

admin — Thu, 11 Mar 2010 00:02:27 +0000

Yung Joc Ft. Lil Wayne – Drip Lyrics

(Chorus)
yeah (?), calm down
bow down, i draw down
5 rounds

Drip (x15)

(Yung Joc)
Ey Weezy
Let me talk to these niggas
Ok
monkey nigga, better not slip
feed your ass banana clips
yeah, yeah i bust your head gasket
leave you with a (?) drip
and for the lettuce AKs not gon spit your cabbage
and she get tragically, cuz now (?) fill with maggots
this aint angus beef
you dont wanna order this
2 glocks like 2 pac
i’m on my thug immortal shit
GPS goons show up to yo (?)
chrome with the pearly take you early
thats abortion bitch
duck, duck, tape ya, wrap ya nigga, no balls
(?) slugs the same size as door knobs
sixty seconds in and out
pop, no prob
blow ya whole face off
thats a blowjob
shoot ya bitch and (?..)
too graphic? gotta paint a picture
so ya niggas grasp it
i call your momma tell her pre-order ya fuckin casket
bury scary niggas i never been (?)

(Chorus)

(Lil Wayne)
soo woo to the beehive
strapped like T.I.
i keep that bitch on me
like the Book Of Eli
i just shoot ‘em all
so i don’t have to de-cide
spit your body up
they gotta bury ya ass 3 times
run up in ya house
leave ya brains on the couch
shoot up everything, the fuck is ayman about
empty that clip, than that bitch slide out
continue that procedure till them pussy’s dried out
imma east side gangsta, i aint never been a busta
nina is a cold black bitch but i trust her
i dont need a psychic to tell me i’m a hustla
cuz bitch, im all about my paper, like usher

(Chorus)

(Yung Joc)
I know chris, decepticon
clips transform ya
leave niggas, ghost activity, paranormal
for my piece of the pie, ha-ha-ha digorno
bullets burn, make em dance, disco inferno

(Lil Wayne)
Back to the subject, ill kill ya in a heart beat
i put bullet hole in everything, except the car seat
young money bitch, i shoot one gun and switch
when the cops came the body still twitched (still twitched)

(Yung Joc)
Keep thuggin, you cute, you just floatin with death
thats a straight suicide, don’t bury yourself
scared but can’t run, thats the stall factor
and if that automatic rap i bet they all scatter
haiti eartquake ‘em, make they wall shatter
penetrate (?) splatter they gallbladders

(Chorus)
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Young Jeezy Ft. Plies – Lose My Mind Lyrics

admin — Tue, 02 Mar 2010 18:20:03 +0000

Young Jeezy Ft. Plies – Lose My Mind Lyrics

lets get it shawty
oh this that shit rite here nigga
wassup
yea
wassup nigga 103 yeaa yeaaa nigga 103 yeaaa
you kno wat happens when this hit drop in the club nigga
yeaa yeaaa lets go

{chorus}
why yall trippin, im jus fine
12:45, bout that time
we done it all week, time to unwind
20 like a tank, lose my mind
this shit crazy, way too packed
rosary baby, waste to stacks
hardest thang in the lot that there mine
cant spell sober, lost my mind

[verse 1]
im hearing voices in my head think im schizophrenic
thats why they say’ll get it from anoher planet
36 a thousand times da a somersalt
do it rite and u can live ya whole summer wrong
im out my mind yea a nigga seein double yall
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Lil Wayne ft Young Money – Thinking To Myself Lyrics

admin — Fri, 26 Feb 2010 08:24:24 +0000

Lil Wayne ft Young Money – Thinking To Myself Lyrics

Young money, young, young, young, young money, young mula baby

[Chorus:]
And I can smell her looking at I
She recognize real I don’t wear no disguise
And I can see it in her eyes
She fucking me with her eyes
She fucking me with her eyes
She fucking me with her eyes
She fucking me with her eyes, yeah.

[Lil Wayne:]
Gazing out the window of somethin foreign
Thinking to myself-self
How come getting money neva gets boring
How come getting money neva gets boring
Baby I got a stack now whatcha gon do for it
Can you bring it back like a muthafuckin chorus
Shawty I got a stack now whatcha gone do for it
Can you bring it back like a muthafuckin chorus
Girl I am hotter than poppa bears pourage
Baby can I put ma private parts in ya storage
I can treat ya flower like a muthafuckin florist
Shawty we can kick it like ma name Chuck Norris
Haha, yeah

[Chorus]

[Kidd Kidd:]
Her chanel frames are like X-rays
She see us out the club and into the bed
She picture me in her head and her givin’ head
Handcuffs and whips I’m a sex slave
No wraps on ma back, rah, whatcha name?
I yell kunta rah kunta kinte
With one foot off I still try to escape but who can I run to like escape
I guess I got some attention to pay
The girl blazin like a doughnut on a early sunday
And I could be the chocolate on top of her sundae
She lookin at me like a fat bitch infront of entree

[Chorus]

[Mack Mane:]
You see she wreckless eye baller feelin a nigga swagga
If looks was fuckin no telling how many kids we done had
Got me feelin like Missy, cause she all in my grill
And be face off the peel time to give her that whip a peel
Betcha I can get her home, 4 shots of patron
And then I know it’s on tell my niggas look I’m gone
Ma you grown so don’t worry bout your girls tryna criticize
One night with Mack & babygirl you’ll be dick-notized
Fatten up your hips and thighs
Help that ass bout out
And on the next song tell her give ma dick a shout out
See she could be ma sockee
And I could be her plug
Or she could be ma fiend and I could be her drug
No disguise

[Chorus]

[Nicki Minaj:]
All I do is ice grill em
Then he get hard again
He know my pussy stay warmer than a cardigan
Slippery, slimey, excuse me don’t mind me
Say it’s too fat for me to be this tiny
I’m sucha mainiac, lemme get some brainiac
You know that special head, like I’m in special ed
Got me givin you these nasty looks
Stick me up with the uh, that’s the nasty jooks
Now, I get him? than a caveman
I deep deep I deep throat it till it cave in
Uh, you know you like that
Now putcha putcha ring on
Where ya wife at?
The Mistress

[Chorus]
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Ya Boy – Fix 2 Lyrics

admin — Wed, 24 Feb 2010 20:28:35 +0000

Ya Boy – Fix 2 Lyrics

[VERSE 1]
The Fix 2
Ya
Its YB girl
Let me put it in your life
Your other nigga left I am going to put it damn right
A little no.4 and a little sprite
You can get drunk throw deuces right
Hop in the benz throw your loui in the back
I can give it to you as long as you know how to act
Fly to vegas and hit the casino
And then do things that only you and me know
CHORUS
I am talking about vegas casinos nose
Cocaine in our nose nose
Drunk half naked hoes hoes
The hangover
In my penthouse sweet sweet
Ecstasy and weed weed
So high I cant speak speak
The hang over
Rehab for a week a week
Looking for a freak freak
I cant even sleep sleep
The hang over
I am talking about vegas casinos nose
Cocaine in our nose
Drunk half naked hoes hoes
The hangover

[VERSE 2]
Woke up in the morning feeling like p diddy
With my hand on her ass
And my mouth on a titty
I have some panties on my face
Size medium vickies
Im on my way to get come chicken bitches zuke and with me
Cuz im hungry and I got the munchies
She form la but her ass is country
She just want to kiss on me and touch me
And I am like which one of your friends want to fuck me
Its her first time but she already trust me
Bitch slow down
Don’t say you love me
I love your ass
You love my money
I love your monkey
You love my doggy
CHORUS
I am talking about vegas casinos nose
Cocaine in our nose nose
Drunk half naked hoes hoes
The hangover
In my penthouse sweet sweet
Ecstasy and weed weed
So high I cant speak speak
The hang over
Rehab for a week a week
Looking for a freak freak
I cant even sleep sleep
The hang over
I am talking about vegas casinos nose
Cocaine in our nose nose
Drunk half naked hoes hoes
The hangover
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You Me at Six – Underdog Lyrics

admin — Thu, 18 Feb 2010 18:35:36 +0000

You Me at Six – Underdog Lyrics

I know something you don’t,
It comes and goes, like the strength in your bones, oh
So keep your mind at rest Id never let the two of us be friends
Does it hurt?

Underdog, just look at the mess you made
Its such a shame, a shame, we had to find out this way

You must have, the must have moment in your hands
And its sad to think that, this season, I’m gonna change, just not face to face
It ain’t broke, so don’t fix it

Underdog, just look at the mess you made
Its such a shame, a shame, we had to find out this way
Revenge loves company, three makes it a crowd
So wash your mouth, sit this one out

And I’m down, down. but definitely not out (Why did you?)
Yeah, why did you call me again?
But, I bet we don’t make it (I bet we don’t make it)
Cause I never take a rush at (my friends)
Friends in very high places
They’re only making best of themselves
Selves are very, very selfish
Well give you a mind in the end

Underdog, just look at the mess you made
It such a shame, a shame, we had to find out this way
Revenge loves company, three makes it a crowd
So wash your mouth, sit this one out.
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Young Money – Roger That Lyrics

admin — Tue, 16 Feb 2010 04:40:36 +0000

Young Money – Roger That Lyrics

[Nicki]
IM in the collard green 6 cornbread in the guts
Got dat halloween kicks trick or treat in the clutch
C’mon nigga is you trickin or what
Flow tighter than a dick in the but
Jus hopped off the plane came back from van couv
Little white tee sum boobs n bamboo
White girls tell me hey nicki you cant loose
Is that why you get more head than shampoos
Asalaam alaikum no oink fa me
N I never let a d boy boink for free
Cuz its barbie bitch you can join the wave
I done penny nickel dime I done caught da fraze
You cudnt beat me derre if ya had a layer
Indian style court side wit a cavalier
Vip roseas you can have a beer
Cuz honey when you gettin money you dont have a care.

Roger Dat [6x]

[Tyga]
Young black ricos
Kill fa da c notes
But me doe
I jack son bitch tito
She wanna play games
But dis is not bingo
Monopoly I’m pass go
Gon head n deep throat
4 chick 4 somes
Skin colors mocha
Sally and sonia put tha pussys on my totum
Pole
Wat stroke em
Strike ya like bowlin
Now open like ya yawnin
Its 6 in tha mornin
Sleepin on me probly in a cauffin
I’m hotter than the end of fuckin august
I’m awesome
Repeat it to ya grandma n uncles my mothers
Tygas no dad but I’m tha ma fucka
Ma fuckas
Dis tha last supper
Look no hands
I’ma bread cuffer
I dont dare lover
I’m a dare devil
I dont fear nun
Mafucka
YOUNG MONEY!

Roger Dat.

[Wayne]
Fresh off tha jet sharper than gillette
The blunt still wet so pass it like bread
We sip side a mug we call it upset
Smoke more than 4 quarters we call it sun debt
I’ma beast
You a pit
Ak long kneck
Keith sweat
Weezy mothafucka
Capo n dis bitch wit me
Money talks n have a convo n dis bitch wit me
I’m mountain high colorado in dis bitch wit me
Flow crazy 730 you jus 650
20 bullets from the chopper take the roof off
Laughin to the bank
I’m a goof ball (ha ha)
Its ym
N we at ya kneck like a violin
Its our world
We make it spin
N yall tha prey..AMEN
Now roger dat
Roger dat
Where rog at
I heard rog a rat
Fuck around n neva get rogered back
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